Chunlan looks for Xiangshan stone room, and her eyes are Eupatorium.
Noble among thousands of flowers, a gentleman is only gentle and modest.
The quieter the forest is, the colder it is high.
The bud blooms and reflects the spring, and the wind and rain praise arrogance.
(2) Zhu Xia
Summer is full of fragrance, and bamboo does not strive for beauty.
Green is better than flowers.
Mud will not stick, and strong wind will not bend.
Ye Jin's stems and bones can resist high temperature.
(4) Winter plum
The river is frozen, so I'm going to Xun Mei in the snow.
The sky is a little red,
Let pedestrians get drunk.
Quiet and far-reaching, caressing the tears in the dream,
But the north wind is a warm current, and I like to welcome the return of spring.